Name: Donald Tenebrae
Title <optional>: The Aristocratic Assasin
Gaia Name: Donald Tenebrae
Age: 200(appears 19)
Race: Demon
Appearance: Donalds skin is tight to the bone, And milky white. He is considered paler than pale. He has dark black nails and shields his eyes with a black mask. The only human thing left about him is he has golden blonde hair.
Attire/Clothing: Avatar.
Abilities: Shadow Magic, Necromancy
Weapons: His Diamond Katana White Storm, Fuma Shurikens, Demonic claws, Poison needles, Occasionaly his Mossicas blade. (Which is all described in the second and first posts of my journal.)
Bio: Donald used to be a human boy. He took over the band of the white star from his father. He loves to fight and always looked for challenges. He soon realized in such a tainted world he could never overcome as a human. So he killed himself. Since Donald although he fought alot, He protected the weak. And he went to heaven. But that wasnt good enough for him. He fled from God and welcomed the path of evil. He became a demon and was granted his wish to return to earth. Once he was back he returned to the path of light, because he had received his freewill again. God welcomed him with open arms, But punished him. Donald has to live untill he dies in battle. Or untill the earth ends. Hes counting that his death will be the second option.
Allignmant: <evil-chaotic evil-lawful evil, neutral, good-chaotic good-lawful good>
Additional Information: Good, Chaotic.

He wandered throught the quiet dojo. He seemed satisfied with whats in it. He smiled as he went into a empty room. He smiled and took the key he had and opened it. He looked around the room then stepped in.

"Ok...seems nice."

He looked around. He was to be ready for anything. If it was a surprise attack or just anything. He looked at what he had. He placed his whip next to where he slept.

Name: Donald Tenebrae
Title <optional>: The Aristocratic Assasin
Gaia Name: Donald Tenebrae
Age: 200(appears 19)
Race: Demon
Appearance: Donalds skin is tight to the bone, And milky white. He is considered paler than pale. He has dark black nails and shields his eyes with a black mask. The only human thing left about him is he has golden blonde hair.
Attire/Clothing: Avatar.
Abilities: Shadow Magic, Necromancy
Weapons: His Diamond Katana White Storm, Fuma Shurikens, Demonic claws, Poison needles, Occasionaly his Mossicas blade. (Which is all described in the second and first posts of my journal.)
Bio: Donald used to be a human boy. He took over the band of the white star from his father. He loves to fight and always looked for challenges. He soon realized in such a tainted world he could never overcome as a human. So he killed himself. Since Donald although he fought alot, He protected the weak. And he went to heaven. But that wasnt good enough for him. He fled from God and welcomed the path of evil. He became a demon and was granted his wish to return to earth. Once he was back he returned to the path of light, because he had received his freewill again. God welcomed him with open arms, But punished him. Donald has to live untill he dies in battle. Or untill the earth ends. Hes counting that his death will be the second option.
Allignmant: <evil-chaotic evil-lawful evil, neutral, good-chaotic good-lawful good>
Additional Information: Good, Chaotic.

He wandered throught the quiet dojo. He seemed satisfied with whats in it. He smiled as he went into a empty room. He smiled and took the key he had and opened it. He looked around the room then stepped in.

"Ok...seems nice."

He looked around. He was to be ready for anything. If it was a surprise attack or just anything. He looked at what he had. He placed his whip next to where he slept.

As if out of nowhere-Peppa stood at the door with it open grinning as he looked at the man. He had not gottent he chance to introduce himself-which was a big shame. Grinning he knocked on the door twice to let the man know he was here before he'd do a respectful bow-it was how he was taught.

He than stood up from the bow-grinning widely as he looked around-staring at the whipe with spikes at the end. Man did that seem as if it would hurt-sounds liek something he'd seen on the passion of the christ.

Okum woke up soon enough when her stomach was rippling with pain. "Oh. .those mushrooms have bad side effects," she mumbled and hurls into a bush next to her. "What should I do now?"she asks and stood up and began wandering around the area. Okum spotted a building and started to quicken to pace toward it. "Maybe they'll have some food there" she murmured.

Okum woke up soon enough when her stomach was rippling with pain. "Oh. .those mushrooms have bad side effects," she mumbled and hurls into a bush next to her. "What should I do now?"she asks and stood up and began wandering around the area. Okum spotted a building and started to quicken to pace toward it. "Maybe they'll have some food there" she murmured.

Okum woke up soon enough when her stomach was rippling with pain. "Oh. .those mushrooms have bad side effects," she mumbled and hurls into a bush next to her. "What should I do now?"she asks and stood up and began wandering around the area. Okum spotted a building and started to quicken to pace toward it. "Maybe they'll have some food there" she murmured.